this creme isn’t perfectly pillowy, soft, and squishy. It’s a little more sticky, chewy, and dare I say…slimy. It cracks and falls apart like a child’s Play-Doh diorama of the Berlin Wall, and each Oreo I opened contained a different Rorschach test image in its pasty folds. Below I see Donald Trump angrily looking out a castle window

(5) I've never had Swedish Fish.
(6) They should make a Surströmming Flavour Oreo.

I was looking at Oreo cookies in a WalMart store last April while I was in Phoenix. I counted 24 different varieties of Oreos. Back in the Dark Ages, when I was a child, there was only one kind of Oreo cookie. If you asked for an Oreo you knew exactly what you were going to get, unless some dick-head tried to pawn off some Hydrox cookies on you.

__________________Old Pain In The Ass says: I am on a mission from God to comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable; to bring faith to the doubtful and doubt to the faithful.